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CHAPTER TWO

that had ever happened in his life. For the first time he was making decisions for himself and even daring his father's anger in continuing a friendship that had been forbidden. And yet even in his new strength he must ease the burden of it upon his sister.
" Hasten your return, Francis," Lizbeth said as they reached the gates. "Promise me you will not be away for long."
" I will be back before Father misses me," Francis promised, and she watched him stride down the road towards the Keens' house, which was about half a mile distant.
She watched him go with a beating heart. She had no liking herself for the Keens, and yet she told herself it was not for her to thrust her opinions upon Francis-a new Francis, aggressive and defiant, whom she had never known before. Yet she was sure in her heart that her father was right. Dr. Keen, for all he was a brilliant chemist, was not the sort of man one would trust. He had been close friends with Don Bernardino de Mendoza, the Spanish Ambassador who had recently been drummed out of the country for complicity in the Throckmorton conspiracy.
Lizbeth did not trust Dr. Keen nor his daughter. She had never liked Elita though she had known her for many years, in fact, ever since the Keens had come to live near to Camfield Place. She had the dark hair, flashing dark eyes and olive complexion of a typical Spanish girl ; she was bold and flirtatious in her manner and Lizbeth could see quite clearly how Francis, weak and inexperienced where women were concerned, could be flattered by her interest in him.
Lizbeth's face was worried as she walked slowly back up the garden to where the family was seated beside the sundial.
" 'Tis cold," she heard Catherine say pettishly as she neared them. "I shall return to the house. April sunshine is always deceptive and it is easy enough to catch a chill if one trusts it too far."
" I will come with you," Phillida said, rising to her feet.
" Will you not show me the dovecot?" Rodney asked almost desperately. "Your father tells me you have over a thousand doves there. I would like to see them."
" Father can show them to you so much better than I can,"

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